Memos from June 2005


Kasabian

kasabian

Recently Coldplay’s X&Y album dropped. Its just weird see­ing and hear­ing more about this music genre they call “Indie”. So yah, so far I can only dis­tin­guish this style of music if the band is from the UK. Its pro­lly because I only know two bands that for sure are cat­e­go­rized in this genre, Cold­play and Kasabian.

Speak­ing of Kasabian—these blokes rock rat-ass! Straight from the first track (club foot, my fav) of their self-entitled album, they set a great momen­tum that just takes you by sur­prise; and make you not want to get off of it. But hey, you dont have to take my word for it. I seri­ously rec­om­mend cop­ping their album.

Oh yah, also sup­port the orga­ni­za­tion their help­ing out… makepovertyhistory.org. Not to men­tion, be a part of the Move­ment!

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An Intel-ligent Apple

Seems that Apple is going to drop & stop (shut ‘em down open up…) using IBM’s Pow­erPC proces­sors for Intel chips. I Never thought I will see the day were I might actu­ally like an Apple prod­uct (other than my iPod Photo). With this scheme, you can dual-boot with either Mac OS or WinXP—pretty sweet if you ask me.

How­ever, I’ll pro­lly be just using the Mac OS when I’m away from my com­puter. Pro­lly just put on the Screen­saver from the mac. It kicks ass ver­sus the default Mys­tify screen­saver on WinXP. Man oh man… other than the screen­saver and mac’s cool nav­i­ga­tion effects, that’s all I can stand from it.

Oh well, if you’d like to get more tid­bits, click here.

A Reminisce, Reminisce…

look­ing back and try­ing to fix up my old archived entries in this blog, i went down mem­ory lane. it was great to read and think about the days of the past. its just weird that i never knew how much this blog has evolved into a jour­nal of some­one who started it off to be a learn­ing place for web design/development.

mean­while, as the drum* plays to the beat of the second-hand, my days have been spent in a new envi­ron­ment. i’m sur­prised that i’m still learn­ing a grip of things every­day at the job and about myself over here. its sur­pris­ing that when you’re in a new “per­spec­tive”, you find things all-relative to what you were accus­tomed before.

to those that know what i’m talk­ing about, let me know… i really can’t explain this phe­nom­e­non as its one of those things that you just have to do in order to expe­ri­ence. but maybe an exam­ple of some sort… ok, lets say when you’re a kid who never knew/felt fire for the first time; you’re parents/fam member(s) woulda prob­a­bly said or pro­hib­ited you to touch a can­dle light as its dangerous—and it hella hurts.

but, you still try it; because there’s a lit­tle mis­chief in all of us and we didn’t know bet­ter back in the days. so yah, back to square one. its been a great expe­ri­ence so far being some place “some­what” dif­fer­ent. when i say “some­what”, i mean that “its all rel­a­tive” (as juan would say it). some exam­ples of this theory:

  • every city has a ghetto
  • a block is a block; unless you mea­sure it…
  • peo­ple are addicted to one form of “addiction”
  • at the end of the day, we all have closed our eyes for a brief moment

as you can tell, every­thing is everything—as lau­ryn would say. but it is this fact that keeps us (or most of us) to try and do our best in every moment of our lives. so when we look back, whether it be through a blog, an old photo album, a diary, etc… we could at least say: “i remember”.

so, i hope every­one spend their days in both clar­ity and with fun. learn some­thing new each day, as most peo­ple would say; whether it be:

  • find­ing out who ordered the cre­ation of the clones in star wars: attack of the clones,
  • try­ing to fig­ure out how “clap­ping” came about (will that “some­one” i know, that knows this please enlighten us),
  • or learn­ing the mean­ing of what skeet (skeet skeet) means …

be pro-active, pro-“life”, pro-crastinate…i mean… you know what i mean—do some­thing pos­i­tive. so peace till the moment is here, you’ll read/hear my words when it gets there. word.

from my mind to yours, “hangin in a chow line, good times.”